Those of you who may not know, I live for filet mignon, and I've often had trouble finding a good filet in the towns I've lived in. For instance, in Berryville, AR, you literally had to kill your own cow to get filets. No lie. So this is a life altering moment. Yay for the great state of NE!!
Last but not least, they sell alcohol on Sundays. So, next Sunday when I'm all moved in, I will be walking across the street to my new favorite gas station to pick up some Miller Lite and a filet, just because I can.